Chapter 29

SIX YEARS AGO

Chaahat Batra stepped foot into the National Institue of Fashion Technology Campus with a mixed feeling of excitement and anxiousness.

This is the first time she was coming out of her home in a small town of South India. She passed the three level entrance exams and got a merit seat admission in NIFT.

She has inherited her interest in dress making from her mother, who was a loacl tailor of their town until her untimely death a year ago.

Life has never been smooth for her. They were always on the move. Never stayed at a place for more than two years. The society never let them. After her mother’s death, Madan Yadav, her father best friend, took full responsibilty of her.

He wanted to take her to his home, but she refused. She didn’t want to be a burden on anyone. So, Uncle Madan helped her move into a women’s hostel. For a year, she did small works to earn and prepared for the exams. And she passed the entrance exams and earned a scolarship too.